I’d like to donate part of my own carbon creditTo one of the Gore households, where I’ll bet itCould light a guest room  for one  whole day,That’s all I can offer because I may  Have to use the rest to sustain my broodFor  a year or more, though my guilt-filled moodTells me I’m selfish  to put food on our tableWhen one of my betters might be able  To use it more wisely , more justly than I.I’m torn apart realizing that myServing  my family first might destroy the earth.I’m shredded with shame,  I’m doubting my worth.  Surely the wisdom of Leonardo Di CaprioShould lighten my spirit instead of trap me so.I’ll chew on my fingers, my clothes I’ll rendWaiting for the world to end.  On the other hand I think this stuff is fluffAnd with all of this hot air I’ve had enough…  Mimi Evans Winship(Read Full Post)